The Investment of the Age | AGilt-edged Gov- | ernmefit Security | that offers an Op- portunity of earn- ing a Profitof 614% on the, Principal | and an Interest-In- | ; comeranging from | 7% to 43%. eg re THE DAILY Enchanting moonlight shone on 8 coppice of young larch' and golden rod and silver birch, and made a silvery play on the faces of a young man and a girl who were standing very close together, staring at each other with an air of dumb misery that yet displayed a flame behind it --the flame of intense mutual at- traction--that vital flame that only lovers know! "I had to come, Marcella," sald 'the young man in a sort of broken whisper, "I ran into Lady Warring- ton this afternoon in New York, and she sprang it on me that you and Treman were--were getting married --to-morrow! Say it isn't true! She gazed up at him with piteous eyes, "Marcella! Sweetheart! I'm wait- ing for an answer!" Dumbly she'nodded. Her dry lips could not utter what she knew she ought to say. "It is true, then?" For answer, she suddenly Ilung both arms around his neck, and utterly broke down. "Good God! And--sand you don't Wve him! You love me, Marcella-- only me! I know ft!" "I do! I do!" she sobbed broken- "But the--the pressure's been You don't un- ly. too strong for me! derstand!" It was very silent in the fittle wood, for at half-past ten at night, birds and beasts were sleeping. But, suddenly, in the undergrowth a twig snapped, apd Miles raised his head from its resting-place on top of Marcélla's fluffy. hair, and look- ed sharply in the direction whence the sound had come. "Hist! What was that? Did you hear--1" She raised her tear-stained face. Miles spoke again. "Shouldn't be surprised if some- one's watching us." He moved over among the young larches, thrushing back the branches, and peering round and about. 'Then he came back. "I could see nothing. Except it was only a rabbit scampering through the undergrowth. Or-- with a sudden thought--'d'you think it's Treman?" "No. He left the bungalow an hour ago, by car, Only fifteen min- utes back; he telephoned me good- night." She shivered a little; none the in: bE Thad | tor you Tess, and moved. closer fo Miles. "He wanted to ses my father. Daddy's ill, © you know. He---he doesnt know---about to-morrow. riage at the very altar. 'fault. He's told me not to marry War | wiek. Says he'd a thousand 'times £nows I never veally loved her." face the music, than have me made unhappy-- The young man gased at her with puzzled eyes. "Face the music? You---you're go- ing to do this infamous thing to shield--" "No, no," she sald hurriedly, terrified that even the man she lov- ed and trusted might know about her father. . But Miles wasn't to be put -ofr easily. To him it was all too obvious that thé Treman fellow had a hold upon her, and was 'working' it to 'the very limit. "You must tell me, darling. I'm not poing to give you up, even though I have to stop this mar- When the parson speaks about the 'just im- pediment' or whatever it's called, I shall get right up in meeting, as they say over here, and--"" His voice broke, cutting short the miserable attempt at jocularity. That little break cast down the girl's reserves. Miles could be utter- ly relied upon. He loved her, very truly. 'She loved him. Even at the eleventh hour, he might think of some solution to this desperate position. . . . "I couldn't bear you to know be- fore. It wasn't really Daddy's He's se unbusiness like. He always has been. Up in the clouds. And of course It was a terrible blow to have the--the real vase smash- ed." '"T'reman did it on purpose, beast that he is! He ought to be made to held responsible. And then letting the fake go out from his rooms, without 'any explanation--it's too utterly caddish! Miles clenched a fist, as 'though it would bode mn for the schemer, were he near. "I think so, too," rejoined Mar- cella, drearily. "But what---what are we to do?" "I'll go up to Lady Warrington's to-night, and see him." Miles was staying at the local inn. "I'l! make him do 'the decent thing. Why, kill- ing would be too good for nim--"' Marcella held him back. "You won't do anything rash. Re- member-~Daddy's reputation--" "1 shall remember your own hap- piness," was the grim reply. Marcella suddenly thought Leonie Day. --She's staying at -Lady Warring. ton's--whiat will 'she think?" asked, wide-e Miles looked a little awkward. "I've told her that our engage- ment was an absolute mistake, She of "Why am T not getting SOR Og to eat?" roared the king eof Yum Yum Land, "If I don't get some food inside of sixty seconds, I'll off with the cook's head." cook's voice just then. And he car- ried in a tray and laid 1t on the table where His Royal Highness was playing chegkers with the chief keeper of the royal bird-cages. But all there was on-the tray was an old tin teapot and an old tin fork. A queer meal for a king! "What's this! What's all this?" cried the king, turning purple with fury. "Who dares to insult me?' "I, Sire," said the cooking bump- {ing his hedd on the ground three times, "But it you please, Your Highness, these things are not to be eaten. They are magic." "Magic!" cried the king, losing a "§ liftle of his purple. '"That's all very | well. But what do I want with con. "Well, Sire," said the cook. "Can you thipX of anything you would 'specially lke, Sire? If so, I'll get it . without moving off the "Here you are, Sire," said thel into three deep wrinkles and thought and Shought. "I have it!" he erfed, "I would like to have toasted butterflies on toasted hummingbird nests and dressed with a sauce of rose leaves." "Very well, Sire," said the cook of Yum Yum Land. Please my this charm: * 'Magle fork, I'l Ike a treat, Please see what you can find to Se eat'. » "The king repeated the words. Instantly the tin fork hopped oft the tray, jumped down oft the checkerboard table and went out the door. £4 : . But scarcely had it gome than it was back, its two legs stuck into » large silver dish that contained all the taney things the king wanted. Up it hopped on the table and laid the dish on the 6 3147 batofe'the king's astonished ey "Ie Your Majesty wishes some- thing to drink," said the cook, "1 ~charm." "Good!" beamed the king. "rn have some peppermint-chocolate- peach-vanilla soda water with whip- ped cream on top and two straws." .!*'Go do your best, 'Go do your worst, : Sra Seaver, rc of thirst' ™ teapot, 0! Highness," sald ¥ " "Did you tell her about--about caring--for me?" "Indeed I did. She took it rather well, I thought. I imagine there's someone 'else she's' interested. in. She's had a lot of attention in New)" York, you know." Marcella wasn't quite about Miss Leonie's acquiescence. "And now, sweetheart, since you've told me all, I'm going straight up to The Larches, and in- terview that fellow. "Isn't it too late? It'll be eleven before you get there!" He waived all objections aside. "And promise to steal out here-in about an hour's time, darling, and hear what happened. Maybe -you and I will have to rum away to- night. Whatever happens, you're not going to marry the brute!" Marcella promised she would be at the rendezvous ome hour from then. > They parted with a long, linger- Ing kiss. In the moonlight, the two of them---young, slender and ardent --made ' an enchanting picture. "Someone," watching from behind the bushes stealthily, felt a curious pang. io "I'll rin back to the bungalow and see if father needs me. He was sleeping when I left, but he wakes often. Marcella kissed = her lover once again and hurried off, Miles going in the opposite direction. to- wards The Larches and the all-im- porthnt meeting with the man who would dare to tak®é Marcella from pay. Legally, I believe he could be iim, esq that he was! (To Be Continued.) Inverary News. Inverary, Sept. 3--~School has op- ened with Miss M._ Sliter, Gananoque, as teacher. A meeting in the inter- est of Dr. Edwards was held in the Agricultural Hall on Thursday night. ! Dr, A. E. Ross and A. Rankin ad- dressed the audience. The following pupils are going away to school: Miss Freda Arthur to Welland Col- leglate, Miss Margaret Arthur, Miss Helen Aykroyd and Miss Gwenyth Sleeth to Kingston Collegiate and Miss Thorall Aykroyd to Kingstoa Business Collegiate. Miss Pearl Simpson, Kingston, spent last week the guest of the Misses Mina and Jessie Gibson. 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